At zero hour, the whole world was silent, and the black birds were silent. It's so quiet that you can hear your own breathing, so quiet that you can hear your own heart. The breeze outside the window gently skimmed, bringing a little chill, blowing a little melancholy, and the stars in the sky twinkling, adding a little vitality and a little joy. Today's night is silent, the night is low, the night sky is endless black, extraordinarily quiet, I don't know if the night sky has been dyed black, it seems bottomless and unfathomable, as if you can accidentally swallow a whole person, swallow everything in the world, swallow a little memory. The lonely moon hangs in the dark night sky, which looks quieter and more beautiful than before.

Cheng Siyu stared out the window blankly, dragging his bulging cheeks, muttering to himself, damn it! It's such a lonely midnight, and he doesn't know who to talk to, and who can explain his heart. How to spend such a long night, she did not want to sleep until dawn the next day, she decided to go out and feel the dance of the breeze even if she wanted to wander alone at night. She casually put on a dress and stood on tiptoe carefully, went downstairs step by step, quietly closed the door, took a long breath, and finally relaxed.

There was no one on the street, Siyu walked on the street alone, she couldn't help but feel a little scared, she quickened her pace, hurried to a place that could be a little brighter, she tried to walk as fast as possible, a little faster, she was timid, she felt as if someone was following her, she didn't dare to think, walking and running, and finally saw a bright light, no, it should be a street lamp. It was a dim street lamp, and the light projected under the lamp was all warm, and Siyu seemed to be docked in a comfortable harbor, snuggling up to the pillar of the street lamp, closing his eyes. But suddenly, she seemed to smell a strange smell, like the smell of smoking tobacco. How can there be a smell of smoke, could it be that there are still people here. She looked around in shock, looked into the distance, and saw only a few figures sitting at the door of the night bar in the distance, but the distance was so far away, it was absolutely impossible for the smell of smoke coming from that side, so she turned her head to look next door, and saw the shadow of the person on the other side of the street lamp reflected on the ground, it turned out that there was indeed a person on the other side of the street lamp.

It was a stranger, Siyu secretly leaned against the pillar, poked out half of her head, and looked at this strange face cautiously with her peripheral vision, as if there was a mysterious force pushing her to observe the person who stood with her in the night. It was a man's face, looking like twenty-seven or eighteen years old, not the handsome appearance of the public, but a little uninhibited, and a little vicissitudes, his eyebrows were black and thick, his eyebrows were raised, looking like a majestic and sharp sickle, although his eyes were not very big, but his eyes were black and bright, and they were bright, as if as long as he gazed at him, his heart would tremble and cringe, he did not dare to make a sound and was bottomless, and then looked carefully at his nose, high and straight, his mouth held a cigarette, the smoke slowly spit out from his mouth, and the white smoke filled the warm light of the street lamp, and the smoke and warm light of the intersection shrouded his face, which made his unruly and stubborn side face look very confused, very lonely, very melancholy, and very arrogant.

"What are you looking at?", Si Yuwang was distracted, she didn't notice that the strange man had noticed her gaze at all, she suddenly felt embarrassed, and said in a slurred voice: "I, I... I also just stood under this lamp for a short time, and I didn't notice you, and suddenly I saw you standing next to me, and I was afraid and surprised... Besides, the smell of your smoke has hit me badly, so I have to take a good look at what is sacred?"

"Oh, is it?" he continued to smoke the cigarette in his hand, without much words, with a cold face, and spit out a white smoke from his mouth, the smoke swirled back and forth in the quiet air, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, and he said coldly and proudly: "Do you mean to blame me for standing under this public street lamp and smoking in this empty night, and making it difficult for you to breathe?"

"That's not what I meant. Cheng Siyu felt a little embarrassed, and even a little angry, thinking to himself what kind of person this is, how can he speak so aggressively, showing a lofty posture from top to bottom, which is unbearable, but elusive.

"I don't have any malice, but I suddenly met you here, and I was curious, because I was born with no immunity to beautiful men, so I took a closer look, all in order to see your blurred face, and finally I was overjoyed to find that you are still good, and I can't take my eyes off it, so I should be satisfied with this compliment, right?"

"Hehe, women are so superficial. The strange man let out a disdainful smile, his face full of contempt.

"You, you're too much!" Suddenly, Cheng Siyu was surprised and furious, she didn't expect that she originally went out to regulate her depressed mood, but in the end she was looked down upon by a stranger.

She angrily blamed the arrogant man opposite: "Who do you think you are, what qualifications do you have to say such things, why are you so invincible?"

The strange man was silent, threw the finished cigarette on the ground, stepped on the cigarette butt hard, strutted away, and his figure became more and more blurred, until his figure disappeared from Siyu's sight. Oh, what a weirdo, Siyu muttered indignantly and left under the street lamp.